Evan Dando, renowned idiot, encourages the youth of the world to shoot up heroin

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A few more thoughts: I don’t know much about Dando, but a look around the web seems to indicate the guy got addicted to a dangerous drug, completely ruined his career, got arrested, had a nervous breakdown, and made zero music for seven years. Now he’s out of rehab, clean, married, and making music again. I don’t know what circumstances he was describing his drug use under, but the guy was addicted for almost ten years to a drug whose main psychoactive effect is euphoria. Lots of recovering addicts speak lovingly of their drug of choice, even though they know it has killed others, was killing them, and will kill them if it ever gets the chance.

A recovering heroin addict I know revealed the fact that to his doctor. The doctor replied “you must have a lot of dead friends.” The guy thought about it, and yeah, he did. In his case, more than five. That’s extremely common among heroin addicts, probably Dando as well. Nobody is more cognizent of the dangers of heroin use than a recovering heroin addict. Cut the guy some slack.

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i think the issue was that he used a public forum whose audience is generally thought to be a high-risk group (teens, etc.) to extoll (sp?) on the virtues of the drug while not speaking properly of the damage that it can, and in his case, did, do.

or so i assume.

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Since no one living knows what really happened to Jean Vollmer and why, I’ll merely point out that the question is academic and the use of the word “murder” is shaky at best (much like Burroughs’s aim.)

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That’s unfair. Payton’s Servant clearly knows how to hit the quote button, type a sarcastic comment, and make a string of roll-eye smileys.

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Maybe you can fucking explain to me exactly what the fuck I said that indicates that I am either “adolescent” or that I "don’t have a clue what I’m talking about. If you’re going to call me out, asshole, have the fucking balls to be specific.

I said that heroin is “fun.” It is. The heroin high, itself, as opposed to heroin addiction, is extremely pleasant. The addiction is hell, but the high is like heaven. It would be dishonest to say otherwise.

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This thread is scaring me, I’m going.
It’s making me feel very old - in my day kids said dope was fun and cool.

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Look, I’m manic depressive. I live my entire life either euphoric or in utter and complete despair. It’s deadly, it sucks, and I’d never wish it on anyone. I’ve never done heroin, but the chemical reactions that go on in my brain are somewhat close to what drugs do.

And it is fucking beautiful. I’ve been in states where seeing right shade of orange will get me close to orgasm. I’ve been in states where I’ve cried until my face was raw and abraded and I’d become complete out of context with reality. I’ve seen every edge of my brain, lived through every extreme. It’s painful as hell. It is the worst thing imaginable. And it is beauiful.

Life, death, love, hope and despair are all in some way beautiful. Anything that intense can be beautiful. Heroin mingles life and death and pleasure all together with such power that it can’t help but be beautiful.

Life aint black and white. Lighten up a bit.

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That’s sort of it, but more along the lines of him lying and double talking his ass off, telling one reporter that he’s clean, while telling another one how cool it is to shoot up heroin.

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Umm, I did quite a bit more then that.

I refuted Mockingbirds points, which wasn’t that tough to do.

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How is that either “lying” or “double talking?”
Both statements are true. He is now clean and the heroin high feels “beautiful.” What’s the contradiction?

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Uh-huh… because teens never hear about that damage anywhere else. They need to be reminded, every single time drugs are mentioned, of the horrible tragedy they can cause, right?

God forbid someone should ever say “Yeah, getting high feels good” without immediately following it with a thunderous “BUT IT’LL KILL YA!”

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How is that either “lying” or “double talking?”
Both statements are true. He is now clean and the heroin high feels “beautiful.” What’s the contradiction?

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Congratulations Peytons Servant,You hit the nail on the head. This guys still a junkie. They just cleaned him up to get a little more mileage out of him.

Diogenes the Cynic and all you other dweebs. Did you puke the first time you used a point? If you can’t answer that question from personal experience get the fuck out of this thread. You’re mostly harmless but your cavalier attitude while spoken from ignorance has the potential to do serious harm IRL.

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He said it was a beautiful process. He didn’t say it was sunshine and lollipops. You can find beauty in a lot of places, in the euphoria of a good high and as well as the crashing lows when you’re forced to come to grips with your weaknesses. Sounds like quite an intense, and yes, beautiful process. Maybe not entirely pleasant, but the guy seems to have come out the other side having learned something.

Or maybe he just really liked getting high. I’m sure the getting high part kicks a fair amount of ass.

Or maybe he thinks it’s a beautiful thing when human chemistry reacts to a drug in such an intense way.

But Evan Dando’s face isn’t exactly plastered on every school locker and skateboard around town these days. I’d be simply stunned if some 14-year-old said, with a straight face, “Well, I wasn’t going to shoot up, but that old Evan Dando thinks it’s beautiful, so here goes!”

Drugs aren’t for everybody, but they’re not inherently evil, either. If you’re worried about “the Youth”, talk to some of them instead of assuming that they allow a has-been musician they’ve never heard of convince them to do hard drugs by uttering two sentences in an article they’ll never bother to read.

Or don’t. Getting all riled up seems to work for you.

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Read_Neck, what the fuck have I said that’s ignorant?

You want the answer to your fucking question? No, I didn’t puke, and I didn’t use a needle. Happy now, asswipe?

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Um, why because he admits the experience was beautiful (which, in it’s own way, it is) does that automatically make him “still a junkie”? You are aware that part of cleaning up means accepting your past and being honest with yourself about your experiences, right? Any former junkie who goes around doing nothing but telling himself how horrible it all was and how nothing about it was pleasurable is bound to slip, because that’s bullshit. People don’t get hooked because it’s an ugly experience.

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Has Nancy Reagan taught you people nothing?

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“Have you ever tried crack?”
“Yes.”
“Oh my God! What’s it like?”
“It’s great. It’s crack.”
-Mr. Show with Bob and David
Jesus, people, of course doing heroin feels great. That’s the whole point. If it didn’t make you feel really, really, really good, people wouldn’t fucking do it, would they? That the guy admitted that it feels good isn’t any sort of a reflection on wether or not he’s actually sober now.

And for fuck’s sake, Peyton, that’s just two goddamned sentences. Ever hear of context? For all you know, the next fifteen minutes of the interview were him talking about how, as much as he loved being high, he wasn’t so keen on the weeping sores in his arms, or the DTs, or watching all his friends and family slowly abandon him because he was such a worthless junkie.

And the rolleye thing is getting really old, in case no one has made that clear to you.

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I tried.

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Never having injected heroin, I may be utterly wrong about this so-called “beautiful process.” Let’s examine what I know of it, shall we?

  1. Scrape together some money:

Beg on the street, sell your body, borrow, cheat or take money from your friends (however many are left alive or even willing to trust you), pawn or sell your possessions, steal something and sell it.

  1. Cop your fix:

Transport yourself to what is usually a very dangerous neighborhood filled with people who are ready to relieve you of whatever you may possess (including your life) if it helps them garner the means to feed their jones. Having arrived safely at your dealer’s abode, you then associate with some of the most dangerous of all drug addicts. These types include individuals who are willing to adulterate your dose with powdered battery acid, just so long as they get their fix with sufficient strength to get them off (temporarily). Secure whatever meager portion of your highly illegal drug without being arrested and receiving nearly automatic hard jail time for possession of a Schedule II Class A narcotic. Make some, if any, rudimentary determination as to your score’s purity (if your addiction ravaged senses even permit such a degree of circumspection) before exposing your internal organs to it.

  1. Obtain a rig:

Purchase or trade for a needle that is adequately pristine and uncontaminated by previous users with their potential hepatitis, HIV, or other serious and life threatening diseases. Somehow ensure that you own and maintain some sort of reusable and effective kit with a sufficiently sharp needle whereby there is a remote chance of successful injection. Escape being caught with this selfsame kit so as to avoid serious jail time for illegal possession of a hypodermic.

  1. Prepare to inject:

Make it back to some sort of domicile where you have minimal security in order to perform the rest of your injection ritual. Maintain sufficient awareness and lack of desperation to permit proper sterilization of your kit before use. This assumes a willingness to divert energy, money and effort towards buying some bleach and rigorously using it to clean your supposedly functional rig. Make sure to clean the spoon and any other implements used to liquefy your bag prior to injection. Cooking off your dose properly to avoid the ingestion of numerous and potentially dangerous or lethal adulterants that frequently find their way into unregulated street heroin.

  1. Actually inject:

Locate an uncollapsed vein you can actually reach without someone else’s assistance. Make sure the injection site is not abscessing. Remember to swab yourself with some sort of sterilizing agent so dermal bacteria (that rot your heart valves) is not forced through your skin and into your bloodstream by the needle. Be sure to tap your syringe while it is held upright so as to encourage any air in the liquid to rise to the top. Be willing to waste a small portion of your dose priming the hypodermic needle with liquid to avoid fatal lung clots or a lethal brain embolism caused by injecting an air bubble. Fashion some sort of tourniquet to express whatever functional vein your are seeking to inject into. Successfully insert the needle into your vein, depress the plunger and release the entire dose into your bloodstream before you lose consciousness due to the drug’s effect. Release the tourniquet before you begin to fade from the high. Take care not to die of edema from aspiring your own vomitus once the drug hits you. Removing the needle without further damaging your vein while already delirious from the drug’s effect. Secure your rig so that no one else will use it unsupervised and contaminate your kit with their own serum related diseases while you are out to lunch.

  1. Sit back and enjoy the rush:

Regard the typical squalor you live in due to extreme poverty and reflect upon how rich your life experience is made by the golden glow of this fabulous drug.

Let me know if I’ve left anything out of my description. I’ve been places where God was on vacation and seen enough to know that any pretty boy asshole extolling one of the most dangerous drugs on this planet by calling it a “beautiful process” is some phallus obsessed moron who wants to penetrate himself and finds his pencil-sized dick inadequate to the task.

“Beautiful process,” fucking blow me with your “beautiful process,” you skag sucking shithead.